My parents have recently installed a baby gate to keep our elderly cat confined to a safe area of the house. My Tibetan Spaniel does not approve of any barrier between him and filling his belly with mushy cat food. Vinnie has spent most of the last 5 visits whining and crying in front of the baby gate, climbing over it, and trying to eat all the cat food before he gets caught.
We don’t know how she gets them, but we are going on #6 of Chapstick. She hides them in her bed when she’s finished eating them.
Dobby gets sick occasionally (sensitive stomach) and as soon as Duncan hears him retching, he is there in a flash too clean up the mess.
Dolly: “i let the brat eat mi fudz, now i haz a hungri”
Jack: “i let snickerz eat mi fudz, now iz hungri.”
Snickers: “dolly fudz all gone”, “Jack fudz all gone”, “ooo mi tum tum”
true story
